Monday, April 19, 2004

Still fried from the shows but one brief anecdote. I wore my wig (thanks, Mel) and boobs (thanks, Nancy.) We had balcony seats. When we got out of the elevator, I had to pee. I wasn't trying to pass, so I went for the mens room. One of the (male) security guards almost killed himself jumping out of his chair to catch me and send me to the ladies room.

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